Cringefest 2018: The Competition [COMPLETED]

Cangrejo XIII

Half-time whistle.

"Good job, Vick," Carrie comments. "Keep it up. We'll support you."

"Not sure if I can," Vick replies. "They never block me for some reason, did you notice?"

Someone in the audience probably knows.

"You're right, that's pretty suspish," Carrie remarks. "Alright, folks. New plan. We'll sub Vick out for now."

"Alright," responds Andrea. "Wait, what?"

"I'll be in, then," Sabrina offers.

"You aren't answering my question—"

"You'll fill in for forward?"

"Yea—"

"NOTICE ME, SENPAI!"

"Yes, Daddy, what do you want?"

Yare yare daze.

"Why are we subbing Vick out?"

"Because we're Cangrejo and we wanna be jerks to our opponents. Us subbing her out so that Crucifijo can get a huge lead in points definitely isn't what the opponents' team wants."

"Oh, okay. Makes sense."

The whistle blows. "GIRLS, IT'S TIME FOR THE THIRD QUARTER!"

"Are we good?" asks Carrie. "GIVE ME A C!"

"GIVE ME AN A! GIVE ME AN N! GIVE ME A G-R-E-J-O!"

"CCCCC... AAAAA... MMMMM... P-A-N-A!" yells Hana.

"I thought you only introduced that cheer in the second book?" Ann responds.

"Well... Yes, but actually no," Hana replies. "Anachronisms are great plot elements for crack stories like this!"

Bet you didn't know this book was actually called CringeFest the entire time and not SportsFest.

"I laugh in confused."

"Look, man, this book is almost over and the kids still don't know the new cheers."

Mandee passes to Kit, who shoots and misses, but Jorge rebounds. Carrie passes to Sabrina, but Rica, who was magically back in the game, taps it away.

Yeah, this definitely isn't ineffective suspense for the SportsFest 2019 cheer reveals. They're actually all the way in the Results tab, probably, not sure, but I'm currently T-Posing on your path there and won't let you through until you vote on every chapter of this book.

"C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

Rica shoots herself. Carrie once again passes and throws towards Gwen, who was on the other side of the court. She scores.

"What's this, baseball?" asks Martyn.

"Base-ketball," says Vick. "I don't know."

"Can I sit?" asks Filipino Girl: Smol Edition.

"I dunno, can you?" responds Martyn.

"Hay nako..." sighs Orelya sitting down habang naguupo.

A/N: When you're high on sleep deprivation

"Psst," says Vick. "Someone pass me my Jatorade."

"What Jatorade?" Martyn replies. The three then swivel their heads down to the right to see a smol been chugging ionised water.

"LET'S GO, CANGRE-JO!" shouts Dolan from behind.

"It's Cangrejo," replies Vick looking back, filling in with the actual pronunciation.

"Oh... It's pronounced 'Cangre-Ho'?"

Orelya cackles, clapping loudly twice. "Hello? Crapana?"

"Your mum's a ho," Martyn answers back.

"Say that again, Cangre-joke."

"Hey, Dolan," Nicole butts in. "Do you speak Filipino? Kasi putangina mo."

Orelya smiles. "Uy, make sure he doesn't actually speak Filipino!"

"What did she say?" asks Vick.

"It means 'Your mum's a bi—"

"CANGREJO DESTRUIROS A TODOS!"

"C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

"GO CANGREJO!" screams Martyn.

Cangrejo: 51

Crucifijo: 54

"FREE THROW - CANGREJO!"

"Who fouled?" asks Vick.

"The point guard, I think," Martyn replies. "Dunno her name."

She had it coming.

"She's good," Orelya comments. "I hope Cangrejo didn't secretly and purposefully plan to make her look like she fouled."

"Yeah, we totally didn't," Vick replies.

Andrea shoots her free throw, banking another point. Mandee passes to Kit, shooting a 3-point shot.

"C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

Rubye then throws to Gwen, who shoots a 3-pointer once again because Cangrejo really doesn't like being a jerk to other houses.

"Yo, Orelya," Ann calls. "Could you call Vick?"

"Hey, Vick," Orelya says. "Ann wants your number."

"+414206969," Vick replies.

"Noice," replies Ann.

"CANGREJO DESTRUIROS A TODOS!"

"NANI?!!!!!!" Orelya screeches.

"BLOCK HER!" shouts Ann.

"C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO! C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

Sabrina releases the ball from her hand. Mandee palms it away... Towards Andrea.

"GIVE ME A C! GIVE ME AN A! GIVE ME AN N! GIVE ME A G-R-E-J-O!"

"They caught up!" exclaims Orelya. "Again!"